i'll stay awake 'cause the dark's not taking prisoners tonight.

so bold and fearless in the risks we'd take laugh in the face of gravity as its laws we'd break on our trampolines so high, we'd reach for the sky. but i do not look up anymore and i don't know why.

some see a pen, i see a harpoon.

'cause when the sun sets it upsets what's left of my invested interest interested in putting my fingers to my head.

quickly moving toward the storm, moving forward torn into pieces over reason of what these storms are for.

but i'll tell 'em why won't you let me go? do i threaten all your plans? i'm insignificant.

please, remember me i am supposed to be king of a kingdom or swinging on a swing, something happened to my imagination, the situations becoming dire my tree house is on fire and for some reason i have gas on my hands.

not anymore, flesh out the door SWAT!

i will deny you for years and i'll make you raise me from the dead.

you are sorrounding all my sorroundings, twisting the kaleidoscope behind both of my eyes.

i'm trying, i'm trying to sleep, but i can't, but i can't when you all have guns for hands, yeah.

clearly, i am dying, dearly, i am writing, merely testifying that a test to fly requires, i pass the test with colors flying.

i don't wanna be heard, i wanna be listened to.

rebeginning moments, mending memories, pretending enemies are frenemies, sending me straight to bending me.

and that's where i am, silent in the trees.

and that's where i am, silent in the trees.

we all are stranger creatures than when we all started out as kids, culture forbid.

you say things with your mouth, cobwebs and flies come out.

no music, and i can talk about anything.

dear friend, here we are again pretending to understand how you think the world is ending, sending signals and red flags in waves.

i know some people who know people who are flying straight.

i bet a lot of me was lost, t's uncrossed and i's undotted.

won't you go to someone else's dreams? won't you go to someone else's head? haven't you taken enough from me? won't you torture someone else's sleep?

i don't wanna be heard, i wanna be listened to.

the start of a day when we put on our face, a mask that portrays that we don't need grace.

and now i just sit in silence.

pointless curses, nonsense verses. you'll see purpose start to surface.

introspection is the name of this session, spread this infection, reflect it on the next one the next one, the next one and when we're done we'll all have made something new under the sun.

this is not what you're supposed to see.

it's hard to tell the difference between blood and water these days.

i don't wanna be the one, be the one who has the sun's blood on my hands, i'll tell the moon.

i'm the son of all i've done, i'm the son of all i've done.

dig a little deeper and it's crystal clear, clear, clear.

i take my face off at the door 'cause i don't know who they will take me for.

introspection is the name of this session, spread this infection, reflect it on the next one the next one, the next one and when we're done we'll all have made something new under the sun.

empathy might be on the brink of extinction.

no one else is dealing with your demons, meaning maybe defeating them can be the beginning of your meaning, friend.

on the eve of a day that is bigger than us, but we open our eyes 'cause we're told that we must, and the trees wave their arms and the clouds try to plead, desperately yelling "there's something we need."

you are the pearl, i am the swine, so break my life and take this rhyme.

i don't wanna be the one, be the one who has the sun's blood on my hands, i'll tell the moon.

tie a noose around your mind, loose enough to breathe fine and tie it to a tree tell it "you belong to me, this ain't a noose, this is a leash and i have news for you, you must obey me."

i'm not trying to be lying to you, but it takes a clever guy to do what i do.

we all know somebody who knows somebody who's doing great.

i ponder of something great, my lungs will fill and then deflate.

i know that you all have guns, and you never put the safety on.

clearly, i am dying, dearly, i am writing, merely testifying that a test to fly requires, i pass the test with colors flying.

please tell 'em, you have no plans for me. i will set my soul on fire, what have i become?

i will set my soul on fire, what have i become? i'm sorry.

i know what you think in the morning when the sun shines on the ground, and shows what you have done.

leave me alone, leave me alone.